MTL - I Became the Ancestor of the Villain-Chapter 548 Sea knife

  Chapter 548 Split Sea Knife

   A light drink, accompanied by a Qingyue sword cry.

  Where the sword lights of the two fifth-rank Martial Saints passed, a strange long sword suddenly appeared.

  The long sword exuded a strange evil spirit, just standing there, it chopped the two invincible sword lights to pieces.

   It was Cong Yunya, the saber of Congyun Sword Saint King Sunyue!

  Cong Yunya contained an alien aura and had a strong killing instinct. Even with Wang Riyue's superb cultivation and such a firm sword heart, it was still very difficult to control.

   But its power is also quite terrifying.

   "Sword Master Cong Yun, do you really want to have trouble with my brothers?" The faces of the two sword masters changed.

  Just by meeting each other, they felt Wang Riyue's powerful strength.

  Although Wang Riyue's cultivation level is only two ranks higher than theirs, his real combat power is far superior to them.

   "Did you mess up the big wedding, have you lived on dogs for so many years?" Wang Riyue showed displeasure.

  He has a good sense of Mo Fan, and the friendship between the two is very close. If someone makes trouble at the wedding of Mo Fan's younger generation, and even hurts Mo Fan, he will naturally not stand idly by.

   With one leap, he jumped in front of the two martial saints.

  Cong Yunya roared and made a ghostly howl, and slowly flew into his hand.

   "Don't move, otherwise the sword in my hand will be uncontrollable."

  The faces of the two martial saints were extremely ugly, but they really didn't dare to move.

  Because they already felt the sword in their hands trembling.

   Although Cong Yunya is an evil sword, it is also the king of swords, and ordinary swords are simply not worthy of comparison in front of it.

  Ordinary swords are even more likely to shatter when touched.

   This is not the first time Mo Fan has seen Wang Riyue make a move. The last time Wang Riyue fought with Monk Yichen, he looked like he was walking around in the garden.

   It is still reflected more vividly this time, as if the two fifth-rank martial saints are still not the limit of Wang Riyue.

  With his strength, he can also challenge stronger masters.

   "Brother Wang, thank you!" Mo Fan snorted softly, taking advantage of Wang Riyue holding back the two martial saints, his pressure was greatly reduced, and he went to the Yunluo saint again.

  Sage Yun Luo was shocked, and her slender body stomped behind the shield-holding Wu Sheng again.

  The shield-wielding martial sage was not easy to deal with, seeing his two companions being restrained by Wang Riyue, he snorted coldly: "Do you think I can't deal with you alone?"

   But he saw that he smashed the big shield into the ground hard, and the huge force made the whole ground tremble.

   Then centering on the large shield, a thick mask emerged, enveloping him and Saint Yunluo in it.

  The mask was so thick that he couldn't see clearly what was inside. Mo Fan felt that it was not a mask at all, but more like a mountain.

   Deep and steady.

  Mo Fan took out the golden cudgel, and with a thought, the golden cudgel became huge.

  He rolled violently in the air, and led the golden cudgel to swing round and hit the light shield.

"boom!"

  Terrifying energy fluctuations spread throughout the venue, shaking everyone in disarray.

  But Mo Fan only felt a huge rebound force hit him, his whole body was blown away, and he retreated tens of feet before he managed to let go of the force.

   But the energy mask did not move at all, not even a single crack.

   Mo Fan was shocked!

  There are still people with such a strong defense in this world.

  My own golden cudgel is swung down with my own huge strength, it is more than ten thousand catties, and it can't even break the opponent's defense?

   Could it be that there is nothing you can do?

  Actually, if Mo Fan uses the formation, it may not necessarily mean that there is nothing he can do about him.

   It's just that if you use the Ninth Grade Spirit Formation, you must use a very destructive formation, then the entire palace will be destroyed, and Mo's frivolous wedding will be ruined.

   Unless he had to, Mo Fan would try his best not to use the formation.

   "The Great Sage Equaling Heaven is in trouble. Although the Fortress Saint is not good at attacking, his defensive power is second to none in the world. Back then, he alone defended the crack in Yaoshen Mountain for an hour on the alien battlefield, waiting for reinforcements to arrive."

   "At that time, there were three different emperors leading dozens of strong men to attack together, and it was still difficult to shake."

   Saint Master Chong Ling, who was watching the battle from a distance, frowned and sighed softly.

   This barrier saint is not an unknown person, but he has been guarding the cracks and rarely comes out.

   Once had brilliant achievements, although his cultivation base is not high, he is one of the God of Medicine Mountain Dinghai Shenzhen.

   Unexpectedly, this time, for the sake of the saint of Yunluo, he also put down the heavy guard who guarded the crack and came out of the mountain to guard.

  The empty eyes beside him are also a little strange.

  This level of battle shocked him, and maybe he would have the opportunity to ascend to this realm decades later, but for him now, being able to watch this kind of battle is a pleasure.

  Whether it is Mo Fan who suffers, or the Saint Yunluo who suffers from the Barrier Saint, it doesn't matter to him.

  Whether it is Mo Fan who caused him to destroy his family and the country, or the sage Yunluo who has a dark heart, he is not a good thing in his heart.

   Just watch it for fun.

  Mo frivolous but anxious, the always invincible ancestor, even the fourth-rank rain-clothing saint can be killed under the stick, but there is nothing he can do about this barrier saint.

   His heart was impatient.

  I only hate myself for being weak and unable to provide help to my ancestors, but my ancestors are guarding their wedding.

   "There are too few people... If there are 100,000 enemies, I may be able to break through this person's defense with the Mad Demon Rod." Mo Fan muttered to himself, thinking about the way to deal with it.

  If Saint Yunluo really succeeds this time, his grandparents and grandchildren will definitely lose their reputation.

   "Don't waste your energy, even the eighth-rank saint may not be able to break through the defense of this seat. Even if you are exhausted, it will be useless." The barrier saint smiled coldly.

  Mo Fan's attack is no different from tickling to him.

   "Are you still asking people not to drink alcohol? It's a happy event, and the food hasn't been served yet. I came all the way here!"

   At this moment, a rough roar came from the entrance of the hall.

  After that, a shocking sword light shot up into the sky, heading straight for the energy mask of the Saint of the Barrier.

   "It's your turtle shell that takes up space here!"

  The light of the knife fell with the sound, and struck on the energy mask.

  Just now, the energy mask that Mo Fan was holding a golden cudgel was powerless, but at this moment, it was as fragile as tofu, split in two.

  The saint of the barrier staggered back more than ten steps with a large shield in his hand. On his large shield, a clearly visible knife mark was eye-catching.

  His face was flushed, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, obviously he had suffered a lot of injuries.

  Looking at Daoguang, his pupils shrank suddenly: "Fenhai Dao? Li Jiahao!"

   Two Dog Saint Li Jiahao's knife is much more famous than his title!

  From the beginning of his practice, he only cared about offense, not defense.

  Swinging knives at the beach thousands of times a day, almost non-stop.

  Until he was sanctified, he split the sea with one knife, reaching the bottom of the sea, and he could not recover for a long time.

  The name of Fenhai Knife also comes from this.

   Once on the battlefield of foreign races, Li Jiahao fell with a single knife, and hundreds of foreign races were wiped out.

  Among them was a different emperor whose cultivation level was not below his.

  If the Barrier Saint is the strongest shield, Li Jiahao is the sharpest spear!

   This time in the confrontation, the spear had the upper hand.

  (end of this chapter)